(You're Kelsi!)

"I made your favorite."

Ryan mumbles, shifting a pile of scrambled eggs around in a pan on the stove, watching Kelsi sit down.

As she reaches for a small pile of sheet music, he reaches his arm out and takes them out of her reach, setting them onto a counter near him.

"You're not working on those today. They stress you out too much, and I care about you much too often to let you burnout. This is an us day, alright?"